For me, time has stopped. Every day the growing impatience in me threatens to boil over, and I'm not sure how much longer I can take it.

For a long time I've asked myself if it's really worth it; if this aching, hollow hole in my chest is really worth it. It was the price I paid. I paid a big one. And every day it reminds me of just how foolish I am. Naive. I can never go back, I can never rebuild what I have broken.

They had dreams. The world was ready for them, and I took it all away. Of course I felt bad, who wouldn't? When everybody points the blame to someone else, the guilt gets to you. I have not only ruined three lives, but five....